"It doesn't matter right now, however, it may matter if things go wrong," Genesis replied and leaned forward. "I know logically that the future is not set here and yet I know that the future could be echoed here."

He had his theories and some of them might not be right. They might be different or he may be missing pieces of the information or he could be chasing a tale in the wrong direction. But what he did know and what this place may give them, those things were just too close, especially with the dream. That woman was toying with Crystals. She had been toying with people. Who can say that she also was like Hojo in that she was using a piece of the Calamity in her actions.

What if the Black Crystals were actually Crystals infected with the Calamity?

If that was the case, then the night of the 13 Moogles made sense. It made sense that out of the three of them, they would prove to be the strongest of the monsters that the others had to face. After all, it was the Calamity's cells that were a part of them. There was nothing he could do except be gentle in trying to explain a small piece of the puzzle to Sephiroth.

"Do you know why I had attacked ShinRa? Do you know why I went after Hojo?"